General Qin

this night.

It was originally a farewell banquet organized by Qin Wangzheng for Wei Liao's departure, but it turned out to be Zhao Tuo's pasta special.

Overnight, the wheat that was originally eaten by slaves and prisoners, because of Zhao Tuo, suddenly rose in the status of grains and grains, and became a sharp weapon to enhance the national strength and military strength of Qin.

Qin Wangzheng even issued an edict on the spot to Zhisu Neishi, asking him to go to Zhao Tuo tomorrow to discuss the promotion of pasta and stone mills.

After finishing these things, it was late at night.

Qin Wangzheng once again toasted Wei Liao, thanking him for his assistance in the past ten years.

Wei Liao smiled and raised his hand in return.

"This son of Zhao Tuo not only has the ability to fight in the army, but also the art of strengthening the country. With him in Qin, the achievements of the king will be no worries. I can rest assured to go!"

Qin Wangzheng said with a smile: "I am afraid that Duke Wei thinks highly of this kid. No matter how powerful he is, how can he compare with such important military ministers as Duke Wei?"

Wei Liao smiled and said nothing.

He believed that his vision could not be wrong, just like when he saw Qin Wangzheng for the first time fifteen years ago, he knew what kind of person he was. He could see that Zhao Tuo's abilities were far more than that.

After the banquet, Qin Wangzheng left first, and all the ministers also bid farewell to Wei Liao one after another, just like the scene when Wang Jian left before.

Wei Liao deliberately stayed behind, and went out of the palace with Zhao Tuo, chatting about old military affairs along the way.

"Just as Marquis Wucheng said, the world in the future will be born by you young people. I am old and it is time to go back."

Walking outside the palace gate, Wei Liao turned around, looking at the young general in front of him with emotion.

Zhao Tuo said with a smile, "Why is Duke Wei talking about being old? In the past, Master Shangfu came out of the mountain when he was over seventy years old, and helped the king of Zhou to rule the world. Compared with the ancient sages, Duke Wei is still young."

"Hahaha, you kid can talk, how can you compare me with Lu Shang?"

Wei Liao couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear with a smile, even if he was as transparent as him, when he heard Zhao Tuo comparing him with Lu Shang, he still felt comfortable being flattered by this flattery.

After laughing, he looked at Zhao Tuo with a serious expression on his face.

"Your Zhao Tuo's mouth is quite flattering. I hope you will always be like this."

"Times have changed. People who were humble in the past may become more and more arrogant. Those who speak out will find it difficult to gain a foothold. Only those like you, Zhao Tuo, who are flattering and straight-hearted can last long, hehehe..."

Wei Liao smiled, turned and walked towards a carriage not far away.

His disciple Wang Ao was waiting there.

The two masters and apprentices may flee far away, and will no longer be bound by the court.

"Mr. Wei, go slowly."

Zhao Tuo bowed to salute, but his eyes were full of solemnity.

Wei Liao's last sentence meant something else.

...

Early the next morning, Wang Wu, who had already received the imperial edict, came to visit Zhao Tuo's mansion.

The history of governing millet is the Da Si Nong of the Han Dynasty.

He is in charge of the affairs of grain and goods, and the promotion of pasta proposed by Zhao Tuo is under his jurisdiction.

"It's really a good strategy to strengthen the country and benefit the people by making less of the pasta things you said."

Wang Wu is about forty years old, with a white face and long beard, and he has just held this position for less than a year. When he saw Zhao Tuo, his attitude was very polite.

If pasta can be promoted, it will also be a political achievement for him, and it will be very beneficial.

"To serve the king, you should do your best. It is difficult to promote this matter, and you have to rely on the prince."

Zhao Tuo also responded politely, Zhisu Neishi is one of the nine ministers, with a high position and weight, so he should make friends and have many friends.

And if the matter of pasta and stone milling continues, he, Zhao Tuo, can also share some of the credit. Although it is not much, the experience bar for being promoted is also increasing, which is better than sitting in the mansion.

The two chatted for a while, and Zhao Tuo talked about some precautions in the promotion of pasta, and then let the chef in the mansion who had learned most of the pasta recipes follow him away.

He doesn't need to take care of the next thing, it will be handled by the government.

"Flour can strengthen the country and the army, and it is also a delicious food. The king should be very happy this time, and let him know the importance of me, Zhao Tuo."

Zhao Tuo couldn't help feeling relieved when he thought of the smile Qin Wangzheng showed to him last night.

However, he hadn't waited for the king's private summons, but he received an invitation from his son Fusu to enter the palace.

"Has Fusu finally come out of the psychological shadow?"

Zhao Tuo sighed with emotion, but couldn't help scolding Xiong Qi again.

This dead ghost betrayed the state of Qin when he was alive, and even threatened Fusu when he was dead, and even brought trouble to Zhao Tuo.

Cursing in his heart, Zhao Tuo didn't act too slowly. He asked the maid to change into the palace gown for him, and then got out of the mansion and got into the car to go to Qin Palace.

...

In the Qin Palace, on a towering tower.

Qin Wangzheng leaned on the railing, looked at the palace gate in the distance, and a young man walked in.

"Zhao Gao, you said last night that Zhao Tuo took advantage of Qiang Li's provocation to offer the method of pasta to the widow. What do you mean by that?"

Qin Wangzheng turned his head and stared at Zhao Gao who was standing behind him.

Although Zhao Gao was proficient in the law and good at figuring out his mind, he was often brought by Qin Wangzheng's side.

But in fact, the rank of the CRRC mansion is low, and he was not eligible to participate in last night's farewell banquet. He didn't know about Zhao Tuo's offering of pasta until this morning.

Facing the king's inquiry, Zhao Gao originally wanted to say something like Zhao Tuo's whole heart for Qin.

But when he saw the smile in Qin Wangzheng's eyes, he understood a little bit, and quickly replied with a smile: "I guess it's because of the princess?"

"Hahaha……"

Qin Wangzheng laughed loudly, turned his head and looked into the distance, and saw that the young man was about to enter the harem under the guidance of the servants in the palace.

"This kid is thinking about the widow's daughter, and wants the widow to give him a promise. Zhao Gao, go and wait outside Fusu Palace. When he comes out, call the widow to come."

"only."

Zhao Gao cupped his hands and stepped back slowly, feeling a little happy in his heart.

If Zhao Tuo can become the king's princess, his status will rise in the future.

Zhao Gao and Zhao Tuo are already called brothers, and they can be called allies in the political arena.

The stronger the allies, the better for Zhao Gao.

The footsteps gradually faded away.

Qin Wangzheng watched Zhao Gao's back disappear into the distance, and the smile on his face gradually receded.

"Wang Jian? Or Wei Liao? Or did this kid figure it out on his own?"

"Do you want to use pasta to please the widow? Hehe, the widow is not a narrow-minded king. Why would he abolish a good general because of Xiong Qi's incident?"

Qin Wangzheng shook his head, thinking of the scene where Zhao Tuo was looking at him eagerly last night in his mind, the corner of his mouth couldn't help but smile again.

"Big cannon, manure, Quyuanli, pasta... Zhao Tuo, Zhao Tuo, how many things do you have that you haven't dedicated to the widow?"

...

Under the guidance of the maid in the palace, Zhao Tuo stopped outside a bedroom.

This is the residence of the young master Fusu. Before the coronation, all the young masters lived in the palace. After the coronation ceremony, they will move out of the Qin palace and open another mansion.

Zhao Tuo heard gossip that Qin Wangzheng was already looking for a bride for Fusu. The candidate seemed to be hesitating between the granddaughter of Wucheng Hou Wangjian and the daughter of Ting Wei Li Si, and had not yet decided.

If there is no accident, the candidate will be selected in the second half of the year, and then the next year will be supported by Su and crowned, and then they can get married.

"In ancient times, men at twenty took the crown, and at the top they listed their husbands. At thirty, they married. Women at fifteen were allowed to marry, and at twenty, they married."

Zhao Tuo thought of the Spring and Autumn Period, when aristocratic men might not marry until they were 30, and women did not marry until they were 20. The reason for the late marriage is probably that nobles need to wait for a suitable marriage partner.

Like the folks, there is no such emphasis. Women generally marry after fifteen years of age, and even marry at the age of thirteen or fourteen. Men often marry before the age of twenty.

But no matter what, even according to the ancient etiquette, women are allowed to marry when they are fifteen.

This year Qin Wangzheng's eldest princess, Ying Yinman, is seventeen years old, she should have reached Xu Ren's age long ago, but Qin Wangzheng has not yet decided on her husband-in-law, which seems very unreasonable.

"If I hadn't appeared, she would have married Li You, wouldn't she?"

"After the battle to destroy Chu, the king should have made a decision, but if he doesn't give a date, it always makes people feel uneasy."

While Zhao Tuo was thinking wildly, Fu Su had already come out of the house, and saluted Zhao Tuo: "Fu Su has met Mr. Zhao."

"Zhao Tuo has met the young master."

Zhao Tuo hurriedly returned the gift, only to see Fusu wearing a Qin suit with alternating colors of Zhu and Xuan, with a solemn expression on his face.

Although he still gave people the appearance of a handsome young man, Fusu's eyes made Zhao Tuo feel a little different. Compared with before, he seemed to have become much more mature.

After the two were polite, Fusu invited Zhao Tuo into the palace.

"Mr. Zhao, please."

Zhao Tuo stepped forward with a smile. He remembered the last time he came here, he was "smashed" to the ground by Ying Yinman's punch before he even entered the door. This time he couldn't help being a little more alert.

But to Zhao Tuo's surprise, until he entered the house, he did not encounter the "raid" he imagined.

The scene in the house, on the contrary, made his eyes shine.

It was a girl in a water-blue skirt and a white fox fur.

Sitting quietly in front of a few desks.

Compared with the lively and agile princess in memory, the girl in front of her has changed a lot.

She is taller, her facial features are more delicate and beautiful, her skin is as delicate as suet jade, and under the sunlight that shines in from the window, it has a seductive luster.

Zhao Tuo's gaze accidentally swept across the girl's chest, and he was surprised.

"Grow up."

Maybe it's because women are naturally sensitive.

The girl's fair cheeks turned red, and she rebuked: "I heard that a gentleman should not look at injustice, so you are not a gentleman?"

Zhao Tuo blinked innocently, and said with a smile: "What do you mean by the princess? What did I see just now? I don't seem to see anything. How can you say no to evil?"

Ying Yinman was stunned, she opened her mouth, but couldn't speak, and the blush on her face spread to her ears.

What can she say?

Beside him, there was a childish voice.

"I know, you just looked at my sister with your eyes..."

Snapped!

With the sound of applause, Young Master Gao's mouth pursed, his face was aggrieved, and he almost cried.

"My mouth is full of nonsense, and I'm going to play with Jiang Lu and Rong Lu."

Ying Yinman blushed and scolded.

With this slap, he scolded.

Zhao Tuo knew it, she was still her.

The quietness just now was all fake.

But what surprised Zhao Tuo was that besides the young masters Gao and Rong Lu whom he had already met, there was another five or six-year-old child in the room.

According to what Ying Yinman said just now, this baby is also the son of Qin Wangzheng, and he is called Gongzi Jianglu?

"Are you asking me to bring the king's baby?"

"Come back next time, will you see Hu Hai?"

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